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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Bloodbath on the battlefield
Corrupted Slashers stood at the top of the necrophagic hierarchy, and despite being similar to ghouls, they were driven by wild hunger and often could not differentiate between friends and foes.A single Slasher could slaughter an entire village, and only trained Gunners could handle a Slasher prowling among a pack of ghouls. However, these undead monstrosities were rarely found in the open and disliked hunting in groups.Strangely enough, Marquis Desmond could already count fifteen Slashers hiding in the shadows. It was a bizarre occurrence, one that posed a bigger threat than a horde of ghouls."There is too many of them," Marquis Sullivan whispered, furrowing his brow. "They must have been summoned by that necromancer to guard this valley.""Well, Lady Aurelia did say it wasn't going to be a walk in the park," Marquis Desmond responded.Count Gressil, being the most experienced Gunner, rode to the frontlines and prepared to engage the enemy head-on.“I can handle these bastards. Jus
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The festering darkness
Half the Imperial Cavalry was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and all Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond managed to do was watch helplessly as their men fell to another deadly blood curse.Lorelai had outwitted them once again, and there was no telling what other horrifying traps lay ahead.Marquis Desmond and Count Gressil were overcome with grief as they watched their dear friend die right in front of their eyes.“He was a B-rank Gunner,” Count Gressil spoke after a long spell of silence, his throat drying up with each word. “Yet…it seems we are completely powerless against their curses.”“We should have been more careful. It was my fault for allowing him to lead the charge all alone,” Marquis Desmond responded, his eyes still glued to the bloodstained patch of withered grass where his friend had breathed his last.“They even swallowed the bodies,” one of the paladins mumbled anxiously.The fear soon spread through their ranks, and the rest of the troops became increasingly agitated
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Crawling Death
An undead Bloodworm was the last thing they expected to face on their way to Ignar and the dark fog smothering the valley made things even more horrifying.Screams of terror filled the air as the Bloodworm emerged from another underground tunnel and gobbled an Imperial Cavalier along with his horse.The grotesque abomination was ten times the size of a fully grown adult python and its sucker-like mouth was filled with several rows of sharp, serrated teeth which specialized in biting through hardened armor and tearing the fleshy bits to pieces.As the flare shooting through the clouds fizzled out, the moonless night drowned the valley in darkness once more, leaving the men at the mercy of the tunneling predator.Count Gressil struggled to keep his stallion steady as it neighed and kicked the ground with its hooves. It could sense the Bloodworm moving under the soil and each throbbing convulsion drove the horse mad with panic.The rest of the horsemen fared even worse. The Imperial Palad
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Siege of Ignar
Aurelia’s arrival changed everything. The soldiers who a while back were almost ready to give up and run back home now dusted their clothes and shook off their fears.Saving Magaravia from the clutches of the Abyssal Demon had exalted Aurelia in the people’s eyes, and now they looked up to her as a savior. Some even went so far as to compare her to the legendary heroes of lore and regard her as the most powerful woman in Valaria after Queen Guinevere.As the soldiers got back into marching formation, Aurelia put her fingers to her lips and whistled aloud.Immediately, the clopping of hooves in the distance caught everyone’s attention. The soldiers moved out of the way as a Silver-maned White Stallion speared through the crowd and raced to the frontline.Aurelia grabbed the reins of her favorite horse and jumped on its back in one swift motion.“Follow my lead!” she shouted, spurring the stallion forward.Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond followed close, guarding her flanks while the re
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Siege of Ignar (2)
The Elementalists had destroyed the city’s outer defenses, clearing a path for the ground troops. However, Aurelia knew that Lorelai had plenty of other tricks up her sleeve.With the warships sailing from the east and the Royal Gunners flanking Ignar from the west, the stage was set for a three-pronged attack that would divert Lorelai’s troops and force her to focus on multiple fronts at once.“Paladins! Follow my lead!” Count Gressil shouted, spurring his horse up the plateau’s steep slope. The Imperial Paladins galloped behind him, armed with their enchanted War Hammers and Battle Axes. “The rest of you, on me!” Marquis Desmond commanded, setting his stallion into motion.The lightly armored Imperial Cavaliers followed his lead, racing up the plateau.A pack of hungry Drekavacs rushed down the plateau like rabid dogs and pounced on the advancing soldiers.“Die, vermin!” Count Gressil fired a Flame Burst round from his nock gun, blasting through a dozen Drekavacs and setting ten mo
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Siege of Ignar (3)
Lorelai’s incantation conjured a blood barrier around Ignar, enveloping the city in a protective dome and shielding it from gunfire.Sir Galahar and his men stopped firing their enchanted muskets as they noticed how the explosive blasts were absorbed by the crimson dome, negating all damage.“Well, at least we managed to take out the Guard Towers,” Sir Galahar sighed as he instructed his men to pull back. “What do we do now?” one of the Royal Gunners enquired. “It doesn’t look like we can breach that shield with our current firepower.”Sir Galahar scanned the city from above and replied, “You do not need to worry about that. All we need to do now is wait.”On the ground below, the Imperial Cavalry rode up the hill and were immediately confronted by a horde of ghouls. “There is no turning back now. Cut them down and secure the area!” Count Gressil yelled, charging ahead.The riders spurred their stallions and pounced upon the necrophages, their flaming blades and spiked hammers slicin
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Blood, Bullets and Magic
Blood Demons were among the most powerful spellcasters in the netherworld, and their mastery over blood curses placed them in the higher echelons of the demonic hierarchy.Aurelia knew it wasn’t going to be an easy fight, but she backed herself despite the odds being stacked against them.Zeratul unfurled his wings and whipped his reptilian tale. A sinister grin flashed on his face as he licked the blood dripping from his lips.“I have been starving for centuries. But I must thank my mistress for summoning me to your realm. Let the feast commence!”Twirling his claw-like fingers, Zeratul summoned a blood orb. It floated above his head and sprouted a dozen crimson tendrils that shot down like harpoons, impaling the archers who were manning the field cannons.Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond watched in horror as the tendrils throbbed spasmodically, draining the paralyzed archers who stood there like statues.Zeratul’s wings expanded, and his reptilian tail sprouted a new set of scales a
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Dark Storm rages on
Count Gressil led the attack with the Imperial Paladins, and the swordsmen poured in behind them, spreading out to clear the buildings.Ignar, the once flourishing stronghold known for its excellent craftsmanship and values of loyalty, love, and justice had now been transformed into an abominable dark fortress. Lorelai had killed off all armed defenders and captured the helpless civilians. The old and the infirm had been the first to fall prey to her bloodlust, but she spared the younglings, choosing to keep them as prisoners instead.As the swordsmen broke down the doors of the guild houses and workshops, they heard the desperate screams of the prisoners trapped within.Lorelai had filled the old buildings with Skeletal Warriors. They guarded the prisoners bound in blood vines and maintained a steady supply of blood by sacrificing one person each day to empower Lorelai’s spells.Each of these buildings had been converted into a Sacrificial Chamber complete with a Blood Pit and a Corr
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Choose your fate
“I never really thought the boy had it in him to keep going after he lost his home,” someone observed in a calm, benevolent voice. “I must admit his resilience is quite impressive for a mortal. Were it anyone else in his shoes, the ending would have been a lot different.”“I knew there was something about him right from the day he was born. Alas, his mother never got the chance to see him grow up,” a feminine voice stated wistfully. “The question remains, what must we do with him now?” the male voice questioned.“I think it is time to leave the choice in his hands,” a second feminine voice spoke aloud. “Wake up, my dear child. Your mortal troubles cannot touch you here. Wake up and choose.”Groggy and disoriented, Ezra slowly parted his eyelids and immediately squinted as the bright white light flooding the room smarted his eyes. Still dizzy and weak, he somehow rolled over and gasped.“Where am I? What happened?” “You are safe inside the Hall of Wandering Souls,” a measured feminine
Sins of Thy Father
“The hour of darkness descends upon this world like a shroud, and the bleeding moon beckons the Lord of Decay to reclaim his lost domain. Come forth and ascend the throne of darkness, my Lord!”Ezra’s heart pounded inside his chest like a caged animal, and his head throbbed in pain as he heard muffled words shouted in the distance. Lying in a bloody puddle on the black marble floor, he parted his droopy eyelids and saw Lord Wilhelm standing behind the altar and Lady Lillian facing him on the other side.Though Tanya’s face was hidden from view, Ezra could see her supple white fingers tingling as her delicate arm dangled from the stone altar. She was still alive, but Lord Wilhelm was already anointing the ceremonial dagger forged from infernal obsidian and preparing to plunge it into her heart.“You…cannot do it. You need the crimson moon to…summon Zepheroth,” Ezra said, fighting the pain.“The hour of our Lord is nigh. And all celestials shall obey his will,” Lord Wilhelm continued cha
Heroes never win
The enchanted nock gun vibrated with elemental energy as Jasenki loaded it with enchanted rounds. The glyphs carved into its stock shimmered and dazzled as he aimed at Ezra.“Scream for me, Ezra!” Jasenki yelled, pulling the trigger.Bang! Fwoom!A fiery barrage lit up the dark pavilion as fifteen fireballs erupted from the silver-dusted barrels. The first hit burned Ezra’s left sleeve, setting his tattered leather jacket ablaze, and the rest of the fireballs charred his white shirt, burning his skin.“This gun was forged by the best Gunsmiths in Stonewell, and enchanted with the rarest of ancient glyphs. No one can withstand its power!”Jasenki reloaded his weapon and fired again, unleashing another flaming barrage.But this time, a barrier of flames erupted around Ezra, cocooning him within an elemental shell.All fifteen fireballs exploded into sparks as they collided with the flame barrier, leaving Ezra unharmed.“Damn you, Ezra. Keep trying your tricks and see how long you can su
Lovers in Crime
Ezra looked at the two Spectral Companions hovering behind Jasenki and Cecilia and realized these spirits weren’t obtained from their ancestral artifacts. “I see you have abandoned your family relics,” he said, carefully analyzing the two specters with his Dragon Eye skill. “These spectral entities are gifts from the Lord of Decay,” Jasenki replied, raising his head with arrogance. “I bet you have never encountered anything so powerful before.”“Go on, Ezra. Call your little Spectral Basilisk, and let us see if it can stand up to our companions,” Cecilia mocked, casting a disdainful glance at Ezra’s tattered brown jacket and muddy black boots. “You still look as beggarly as before. I suppose some things never change. I am so glad I rejected you when I did.”Suddenly, Ezra’s eyes glinted, and his pupils brightened with a bright blue flame that blazed with magic energy. The scar on his chest glowed through his shirt, revealing his true power.Reaching inside his jacket, Ezra pulled out
Hour of Judgment
Following the glowing trail left behind by the Spectral Beholder, Ezra avoided the rot vines squirming in the mire, and the Medallion of Purity hanging over his chest shielded him from the swamp's corrupting influence.Dark geysers erupted around Ezra, spewing molten tar several feet in the air and filling the swamp with a sulfurous haze. The choking odor brought tears to his eyes, but he pushed on through the vaporous veil.The Spectral Beholder led Ezra to a small patch of dry land surrounded by rotting oak trees. As he stepped onto the elevated mound, he spotted a fiery blue orb floating in the distance.Ten more orbs appeared out of thin air, floating through the foggy darkness. At first glance, they looked like glowing power crystals, but as Ezra took a closer look, he realized these orbs weren’t floating crystals or fireflies, but Elven Wisps.The Elven Wisps were unique spectral entities only found in the Violet Everglades. Unlike Banshees and Spectral Wraiths, the Elven Wisps w
Lady of the Swamp
A weary traveler lost inside the Violet Everglades was an easy prey for the creatures of the dark, and Ezra had just encountered one such nefarious entity. But instead of fear, his eyes lit up with a strange hopefulness.“You called out to me in Tanya’s voice, so you must have seen her passing through. Point me toward the Fountain of Chaos, and I won’t kill you,” he spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, without even turning to look at the creature creeping toward him.The creature laughed at his words and rushed through the darkness, moving like a shadow to play with his mind. Her voice echoed from different directions as she disappeared like smoke and danced around Ezra.“You are in my home, youngling. The dark ones told me you’d be coming,” she cackled. “But you won’t be walking out alive. So, forget about your friend and save yourself if you can!”As Ezra stood there motionless, a howling shadow rushed past him and gathered on a dry patch of grass overgrown with violet tulips that glo
Swamped!
The upturned black carriage slowly sinking in the mud, had turned into a feasting ground for the necrophages prowling nearby. But these slimy creatures neither resembled Ghouls nor Drekavacs. At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for Merfolk due to their scaly bodies and fish-like gills. However, their sharp black claws and long white fangs gave away their real nature.About thirteen of them were gathered around the carriage, fighting for the best share of the food and tearing out lumps of flesh from the dead horses lying in the mud. Seeing no human bodies around, Ezra concluded the cultists must have ditched the carriage upon entering the swamp and proceeded on foot from this point onward.“The cultists are already here. We should be careful,” Ezra cautioned the Count as he slid out of the saddle and dismounted from his horse. It was far too dangerous to ride any animal into the swamp, leaving him with no choice but to walk.“We are losing time here. Let’s go in and kill thos
The Everglades dilemma
Marquis Desmond volunteered to stay behind and defend Stonewell while Count Gressil and Aurelia joined Ezra, ready to venture into the Everglades and rescue Tanya.However, as soon as Flavius heard their plan, he immediately objected to the idea.“The Violet Everglades is a perilous swamp haunted by malevolent specters and damned elven warriors who were cursed to roam this world forever. Chaos magic flows in its murky depths, twisting everything it touches and distorting the surroundings. Aberrations and magical anomalies are as common in the Everglades as trees in a forest. It is not wise to willingly venture into that death trap.”“The cultists have Tanya, and they are going to sacrifice her at the Fountain of Chaos. I don’t care about the dangers!” Count Gressil retorted, his fatherly feelings pushing all thoughts of caution out of his mind.But Flavius, being a distant guest, could look at things objectively without getting overwhelmed by his emotions. He looked calmly at the Count
Pieces of the final puzzle
Ezra rummaged through the pile of ashes on the ground, hoping to find that one elusive clue that would lead him to Tanya. But all he managed to get his hands on was a pile of disjointed bones buried amidst the heap.“God, how I wish you were here with me, Marlin. I could really use your help.”The thought of summoning Vorus’ departed soul to this mortal plane crossed Ezra’s mind for a moment, but as he looked at his shattered Mystic Lamp medallion, he remembered the necromancer had destroyed his old relic, vanquishing the Tainted Djinn.“Damn it, Vorus. You are a pain in the behind even after your death!” Ezra clenched his fists, anger, and frustration surging in his heart. Even after killing all three necromancers, he had learned nothing about Tanya’s whereabouts.As Ezra’s pocket watch ticked the minutes away, his heart raced faster and faster. He knew he barely had a couple of hours to locate Tanya and free her before the other cultists sacrificed her.The sound of heavy footsteps m
